jeudi 22 mai 2014

Letters from the Northern Lands

01.08.XXXX

My
Love

Today
again was a hard day. Although the weather was calm, if cloudy, this
meant that the nazis would return. Once more we fought a harsh
battle. "Who won ?" you ask ? My Love, in war there are no
winners.

On
and on I walked, through rocky mountainsides and lush prairies,
ignoring the agonizing screams of pain of my body. I would not
falter. I would not let the distance break me.

I
finally arrived in civilized lands again shortly after midnight.

Civilization
does have its perks. Warm showers I especially appreciate. Finally
after all those days could I wash the grime off my tired body, and
feel somewhat human again. Yes, my Love, I have crossed the
loneliness. I have faced the harshness of cold, empty paths, and at
its end, I have found company.

I
am a bit disappointed, though, That I did not get to meet the elks in
person. Perhaps, after their poor reception, did they not dare show
themselves to me. I would respect that. I hope that next time I
visit, things shall go better.

Now
I shall rest, and then slowly make my way back to you, my Love.

I
have seen that the fiercest of winds, the heaviest of rains, the
harshest of paths can not keep me from you. I have found what I was
looking for, and now I shall come out of the wild.

But
first I shall briefly visit the country of crabs. I have always been
fond of crabs. Although rather dull company, they are quite tasty. I
do not know if elks are tasty. I hope to find out someday.